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(Oh Shit!)Nigga, you know who the fuck it isIt's 3.14 gettin wild on this shitI like a bad beat like I like a bad bitch,But a motha fucka runs his mouth and a motha fucka get a stitch.And you're coming to the show, you take your pants offCause it's gonna be a pants off dance offCome into your city, bitches call me GandalfShoot off like a missile motha fucka watch me blast offAnd this shits gonna drop we gettin crazyShits gonna drop soon like the pants on these ladiesSee us in the paper, nigga see us in the NewsdayP.I.E, bitch now you see us on the front page.Ah,You will bow to meYour lips will kiss my feet or blood will fill your streetsThese are not empty words I speak this is a promise I will keepSun light blocked by eternal nightHold reigns so tightBlood spilled for spiteYou cannot hold back the seaBut you can change how long you will live by giving everything that you've taken back to me.Clocks tick. Run quick 'cause now I am the bringer of your doomLetras de cancionesIt clicks, feel sick? Didn't think that we would be here so soonWe've come for nothing more than to make what is yours ours.We've come for nothing moreSkylines they change, I stay the sameStreets run red with the blood of their dead(The blood of their dead, their dead of their dead.)I'll bring you death on black wingsDo you hear the song that my blade sings?Whether you raise your arms or hide, you face defeat and lashings tear you of your fleshWhether you raise your arms or hide, you face defeatIn hollow graves you will now rest.I will put knives in the hands of your children and tell them it's your life or theirs, so you will now choose.Soothsayers become part of the place that they once called homeUncivilized marauders scowl asThey take control and crumble everything in their pathsThey will reignThey take control and crumble everything in their pathsThey will reignDestroy themSeries of chapel bells ringBlood we drink from your fallen godThe lives of thousands in my handsI've come to take back what's rightfully mine and now you're damned.The lights grow dark in their homes,But our road is lit by fire from the sky,So we push forwardYou hear the song that my blade sings'Cause you're the only one left listening. From Letras Mania